Tam Lin

What gar's ye pu' the rose Janet
What gars ye break the tree
I'll come and go by carter haugh
And ask me leave of thee
He's ta'en her by the milk white hand
And by the grass green sleeve
He's ta'en her by the milk white hand
And by the grass green sleeve
He's ta'en her by the milk white hand
And by the grass green sleeve
And by the grass green sleeve
He's led her to the fairy ground
And spierd at her nae lеave
He's led hеr to the fairy ground
And spierd at her nae leave
He's led her to the fairy ground
And spierd at her nae leave
He's led her to the fairy ground
A word I winna lie Janet
The truth to thee I'll tell
My father was a noble knight
And loved hunting well
And on a cold and frosty day
Down from my horse I fell
And on a cold and frosty day
Down from my horse I fell